Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WOOD WITCHERY, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: The way ran under boughs of checkered green Last Line: Unaging beauty by another name. Subject(s): Beauty; Hearts; Nature; New England; Nymphs; Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
THE way ran under boughs of checkered green Where live things stirred, and sweet lights glinted through, And airs were cool and scented; well I knew It was New England, but this fresh demesne Was full of fabled folk no eye hath seen, Yet every poet's heart must take for true: Dryads and hamadryads, satyrs too, And fountain-nymphs, and trolls of freakish mien. Then, like a flash, the oneness of the world Broke on me; mythland was not here or there, But wheresoe'er shy Fancy had unfurled Her wings, perceiving Nature young and fair; New England spelled but Arcady, the same Unaging beauty by another name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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